He wanted to say that if the antidote was obtained at a sacrifice or price, Xixi would not be happy and would live in pain and self-blame for the rest of his life, which made him very embarrassed.
Even if she is willing to give up this marriage and get the antidote, Xixi will not be happy.
Fu Yiqian's eyes darkened, and he patted Bo Zhanye on the shoulder: "Don't worry, leave it to me. As expected, you will get the antidote tonight."
"Huh? How to get it?" Bo Zhanye was confused and didn't believe it.
Fu Yiqian said no more: "I'm going to see the creek." Then he walked away.
Bo Zhanye grabbed Qiao Fan and asked, "How did he get it?"
Qiao Fan sighed and said: "The prince asked the detective and the thief to steal it."
steal?
The upright Fu Yiqian actually steals?
Bo Zhanye was a little shocked by this: "How could you think of using such a method?"
Qiao Fan got angry when he mentioned this: "It's not that woman's fault. The crown prince said he was willing to marry her and give her a crown prince wife, but she was still indifferent and said she wouldn't marry anyone but you.
Unfortunately, this is the only way to deal with women who don't have enough oil and salt."
After listening to this, Bo Zhanye's handsome face became darker and darker.
Although he was not familiar with Fu Yiqian in the past, he had interacted with him several times and knew that he was strict about marriage and would rather do nothing than abuse. Even if his parents urged him to do so, or if they each had their own daughters, he would not agree to the marriage of princesses from various countries. Now he is willing to marry a notorious person.
Bai Guaner.
In comparison, he is far behind.
For the first time, Bo Zhanye felt that his love was a failure, not even comparable to Fu Yiqian's.
"Master Jiu, it's not good, my wife is vomiting blood." An anxious voice came.
Bo Zhanye immediately retracted his thoughts, turned around, and strode towards the ward.
As soon as she entered the ward, she saw Fu Xixi's face was pale, the corners of her lips were covered with blood, and the white sheets were stained with blood and a large red peony bloomed.
"Xiaoxi." His heart tightened and throbbed. He walked over and took her from Fu Yiqian's arms: "How could this happen? Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Fu Xixi's throat was in severe pain and her heart ached. She felt that her esophagus was filled with the smell of fresh blood and she was speechless.
I could only shake my head slightly to show that I was fine.
But like that, how does it look like nothing is wrong?
Bo Zhanye looked at the doctors with cold and stern eyes: "It can't be temporarily stable for five days, what is this?"
It's not a question, it's an accusation.
The doctors all trembled, lowered their heads, and did not dare to speak.
The leading physician explained shakily: "Master Jiu, this is sudden and we didn't expect it.
The main reason is that this toxin is too stubborn. Dialysis, detoxification, and blood transfusions have not been able to defeat it and reduce it, but only inhibited it from increasing at several times the rate.
It is estimated that the suppression is strong enough, causing adverse reactions and causing massive vomiting of blood."
Bo Zhanye is also a researcher, and he clearly knows that many things will produce chemical reactions if they are suppressed for a long time or are too strong.
This is no wonder the doctor.
He said: "You mean that if you continue to suppress it, it will continue to cause various consequences?"
The attending physician nodded. He didn't want to admit it but had to answer truthfully: "Yes, Mr. Jiu, these methods can not cure the root cause. Only the antidote can completely eradicate and disintegrate the toxin."
Bo Zhanye's eyebrows were twisted into the character "Sichuan".
Antidote...
As the heir to the Fu family, and even a wealthy businessman who holds the economic lifeline of the country, what does he want? He can't get the antidote to save his wife!
Damn it!
That day, the doctors tried their best to treat Fu Xixi, while Bo Zhanye fell into the winter-like ice and snow.
No one knows what he is thinking, and no one can see through his true emotions.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, two uninvited guests came to the treatment room——
"I heard that Xixi was vomiting blood, how is the situation?"